The moment Lu Zijin reached out her right hand, she grasped Lin Fei's fiery long gun that was inside the front of his pants, then began to gently stroke it with her tender jade hand.
"Ah..."
Lin Fei felt especially comfortable.
Being stroked by Lu Zijin's soft hand was indeed very comfortable.
As Lin Fei enjoyed the sensation of being stroked by Lu Zijin, he said to her again, "Zijin, are you... are you... going to use just your hand to do this for me?"
"Yes, I'm just using my hand to do this for you..."
Lu Zijin's hand movements didn't stop as she raised her head, her face flushed with arousal, looking at Lin Fei with soft and blurred affection.
"Zijin, you could also use other parts of you to help me..."
Lin Fei teased Lu Zijin with a chuckle.
"No, I can't. I'm really not ready today; I can't give you 'down there' yet!"
Lu Zijin pouted, her cheeks becoming even more flushed.
"Zijin, I didn't say it had to be 'down there' to do it for me..."
